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"In short, we're going to rob the corpses…" Edward chuckled to himself.
He didn't know how to feel about it. But he didn't have time to think either.
He took two steps back to dodge an attack coming from the darkness ahead of him and fixed his gaze on that spot.
He gripped his sword and charged toward it at full speed, lunging fiercely and slashing in one fluid motion. The slash shattered several fragments that flew out of the darkness and ended up striking a spirit that shot off to the right and crashed into the debris.
Suddenly, gray dust covered the surroundings, and a swarm of headless spirits appeared behind Edward.
All of them wore metal armor, covering them from head to toe. Since they had no heads, it was difficult to find a weak spot. But the swords in their hands were covered in cursed energy.
